"Postscript" by Seamus Heaney

"...

Useless to think you'll park and capture it

More thoroughly. You are neither here nor there,

A hurry through which known and strange things pass

As big soft buffetings come at the car sideways 

And catch the heart off guard and blow it open."

Bit of a vacation poem that showed in the last journaling pics. Love that last part. :)